Life's a Beach

I’ve never been much into fashion. Never one to feel the need to buy what’s “in style”. Fads don’t phase me. Until Christmas this past year, had one pair of pants for about three or four years. Before that I had two pairs of black jeans that got ripped because of my big thighs.

My daughter bought me two pairs of pants for Christmas. She didn’t have to buy me anything, but it felt good for her to do it. We went to the store together because she wanted me to pick out what I wanted. I made sure that they didn”t cost much. $5-6 dollars. A pair of sweats and the pair are like seats only thinner. Sometimes they’re pajama bottoms. Both are nice and comfy.

When I see models on the runway on television, most of the time I don’t see anything that I’d care to wear. Just not my style.  I’d love a pair of blue jeans. It’s been over five years since I’ve worn a pair. But I’m happy with what I have right now. That’ll change when it’s hot outside, I’m sure.

This is not an endorsement, it’s just an observation and my honest opinion that when I see clothing from designers like Free People, I think of the beach, summer nights, soft, light fabrics, colors, patterns, femininity, sassiness, sexiness, and cozy nights by the fire with a cup of hot cocoa. The sleeves and the bottoms of many of the tops remind me of butterfly wings. This all brings to mind butterflies. Even the hot cocoa because when I think of chocolate I think of inspiration. When I think of inspiration, I think of butterflies. Or visa versa.

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